Qin Youxuan was talking, and saw his big hand moved to her lower abdomen, his warm palm pressed against her through the thin pajamas.

Qin Youxuan was stunned.

"Will this be more comfortable?" Shan Hanjie lowered his head, his thin lips were close to her ears, his low voice was calm, but distressed.

Qin Youxuan thought, her face must be ugly, and even the big demon was shocked.

"Hmm." Qin Youxuan nodded, being warmed by his big palm, she really felt that it was more effective than a warm water bag.

"Go to sleep."

Dan Hanjie tightened his arms and hugged her tightly.

Hearing the sound of even breathing from his ears, he closed his eyes gently.

I don't know how long I slept, Qin Youxuan was awakened by a burst of earth-shaking pain.

I opened my eyes and saw that it was still dark outside the window.

Dan Hanjie closed his eyes lightly, still holding her tightly with his hands.

Qin Youxuan turned her head to look at him for a long time, still unable to handle the abdominal pain, gently removed his hand, and wanted to get up to drink water.

As soon as he moved, he opened his black eyes.

The eyes are clear and bright, without the slightest appearance of just waking up.

"What's the matter?" Shan Hanjie touched her cheek with a big hand, the cold temperature made you frown, "I'll take you to the hospital."

"No, I'm fine, just the stomachache is uncomfortable, I just wake up and drink a glass of warm water..." Qin Youxuan clutched his stomach, barely able to speak.

The delicate little face is invisible at all, and it is as pale as paper, as if the blood from the whole body has been drained.

Shan Hanjie's eyes flashed, and he insisted on saying, "Go to the hospital."

Turn over and get out of bed, reaching for the coat on the hanger.

"Shan Hanjie, I'm really fine." Qin Youxuan hurriedly held his hand and swallowed her saliva, "I'm sick, but my stomach hurts for a while, and I can't die."

"Every time?" Shan Hanjie frowned, his good-looking brows squeezed into Chuan.

He only knew that women would be inconvenient for a few days every month, but he didn't know that they would feel uncomfortable like this.

Looking at her appearance, it seemed that she would lose too much blood at any time.

It makes people feel flustered.

"Well, the thermos is there, you can pour me a glass of water." Qin Youxuan pointed to the direction of the table.

Seeing that Shan Hanjie hadn’t moved and had to take her to the hospital, he endured the pain and explained, “Have you ever heard a sentence, dysmenorrhea is not a disease, it’s really terrible. I haven’t been to the hospital, and the hospital is also open There are a lot of messy medicines, and I will take two pills when I can’t handle them, but I can’t take them every time, just be patient.”

"..."

Dan Hanjie's eyes were stagnant, and he glanced sideways at her stubborn little face, bent over and gently picked her up, put her on the bed, raised her up with a pillow, and covered her quilt.

Then turned around to pour water.

"You can't eat more Western medicine. Have you tried Chinese medicine or diet therapy?"

"Huh?" Qin Youxuan was startled, took the water glass in his hand, took a sip, and said when he felt that it was not so painful, "I have tried everything, and drinking brown sugar and **** soup can barely feel better, but I don't like it The smell of ginger."

So I would rather hurt.

Qin Youxuan bowed her head with a guilty conscience and drank water silently.

"I'll let you make **** soup." Shan Hanjie got up from the bed and turned around to go out.

"Shan Hanjie, don't! Hiss..." Qin Youxuan was so excited that his painful face turned pale.

After a short meal, he rushed up and took his hand, panting heavily, "You are crazy, it's midnight in the middle of the night, if you walk out of my room and ask the servant to cook **** soup for me, I guess I am not To die in pain, is driven to death by public opinion!"